Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mongolia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Brothers Johnson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Black Moon,
Hashim,
Kas Product,
the Sonics,
The Golliwogs,
Cameo,
Con Funk Shun,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boredoms,
The Motions,
Metal Thangz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Carl Craig,
Skarface,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Mojo Men,
Prince Buster,
Scientists,
The Gun Club,
New Age Steppers,
Mantronix,
X-Ray Spex,
New Order,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dawn Penn,
Gabor Szabo,
kango's stein massive,
U.S. Maple,
Pantaleimon,
Heaven 17,
Trumans Water,
Pole,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Flag,
In Retrospect,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terry Callier,
Josef K,
Scratch Acid,
Donny Hathaway,
B.T. Express,
Nils Olav,
cv313,
The Wake,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Al Stewart,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
H. Thieme,
John Foxx,
Hoover,
The Fugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Goldenarms,
Cybotron,
Zapp,
The Real Kids,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.